Be HONEST — CHAPTER 6: Home Alone · 6:27am May 17th, 2022
The Irregular Incidents of Kyle & Lucy continues...
Chapters
PROLOGUE
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
"Favorite dessert? Hmm, well there's nothing I love more than a nice slice of cough-ee cake after dinner. Ooh, with a side of lice cream, no question!"
"Ew."
The next day, Lucy and I spent a bit more time getting to know each other. We relaxed on the roof of the bakery looking over the neighborhood.
"Let's see," the demon pondered. "What special skills?"
There was one secret weapon I have, but I never felt comfortable using such power. I call it cuddle face.
*insert image of Kyle with big cute kitty eyes*
"Wow, that's...really effective." Lucy hummed dreamily. "I can do that, too! Watch!"
*insert image of Lucy with creepy pitch black eyes*
Needless to say, I was definitely not gonna sleep easy that night.
"Dinner, children!" Gram hollered.
Downstairs, a warm, savory scent waved over us. Gram had set plates out as we popped into the dining room. "I baked you both some beet loaf in case you get hungry," she stated. "Lucy, I also left some iron nuggets for you in the fireplace in case you're still hungry."
"Ooh, yummy!" Lucy squeaked. "Thank you, Gram. Going somewhere?"
"Friday night, bingo night. I never miss one, I'm a beast at the game."
"Hmph, 'beast' is being generous," Milton scoffed, catching up to the dog. "When will you pass on bingo and stop dragging me along?"
"When there are no more senile suckers for me to mock in a juvenile fashion, that's when. I need you to bare witness as I nab the best prizes!"
"Remind me how a container of dehydrated water is worth being in the 'best' category?"
"It's free."
"It's an empty can."
"It's. Free."
"Don't worry, kids. I'm bringing the leash just in case. Kyle, you hold down the fort and you..." the mole gave an unsure glance to Lucy. "Don't break anything."
"Okie dokie, Mr. Milton," the demon grinned, swaying innocently. "No promises though, that vase in the living room is looking mighty tempting."
"By all means, have at it. Another prize of Priscilla's, that thing is hideous."
"Less hooting and more whooping!" Gram yipped.
"Whoa, down, girl." Milton spun the leash into lasso, bracing himself. "DOWN, GIRL!"
Before we knew it, Gram was already out of the bakery, dragging the regretful chemist along as he closed the door behind him.
"They are so odd." Lucy giggled, skipping toward the kitchen. "Let's eat!"
You probably might already be thinking how crazy it is that us kids were left alone.
Here's the thing, actual crime was practically nonexistent here. The only thefts ever committed in Knead to Know would be from stubborn sugar-craving squirrel kids. Plus, even if some mammal did try to raid or harm us, who'd want to stick around knowing a demon called base on the place?
Lucy's like a scarecrow full of care. A carecrow, if you will.
*insert image of Lucy outside offering hugs with her arms open like a scarecrow*
"Mmm," Lucy laid back in a chair, rubbing her stomach as I came in after. "I haven't eaten food that good in weeks. Do you know how hungry most demon kids get? I don't know how they can eat so much."
"It's a mystery." I signed.
*insert image of Kyle staring at two empty plates between him and Lucy, who's picking her teeth*
I wasn't that hungry anyways.
"Hey, you got a second?" the greedy girl slid off her seat. "I have something for you."
Guiding me to the living room, Lucy zipped upstairs, returning moments later with a brown wrinkled book. "To celebrate our new pal ship, I have decided to give you a special gift. May I present the Necronominom. No, wait, it's the Velcroyummicorn. The Neoautomoton? Whatever it's called, I want to give it to you."
My generous gal pal placed the heavy book in my paws. The cover felt like it was made of rough, flaky pig skin. I could've sworn it looked like it was breathing, but I kept a smile for her. Despite the thoughts plaguing my mind of that living literature ripping my soul out, I was kinda touched.
"Father gave me this in case of emergencies ONLY," Lucy continued. "So don't make it rain blood just for the home of it, as fun as that may be."
"Thank you very much," I set the monster book on the counter. "I'll try not to."
"Oh, I also got you this, too."
Lucy handed me a cheery pink card covered from corner to corner with turquoise glitter.
Happy F(r)iendiversary, it read.
I will admit, her card wasn't like any other I've received in my life. I guess you could say it blew my mind from its uniqueness.
*insert image of Kyle with a gaping cannonball sized hole in his face*
No, I will not apologize for that.
While I fixed my face, Lucy clipped a crimson, crystal-like ring on my right arm. "It's official," she giggled. "I thought about it for a while, but I think you're the perfect choice."
Once fastened on, the ring cracked and spun along my arm with an uncomfortable warmth, growing tighter as it shrank against the wrist, seeping deep into my fur and leaving only the red mark of the mystical band.
"Perfect fit!" Lucy clapped cheerfully.
"What is this for?" I asked, looking over the imprint.
"Oh, it's for—"
KNOCK KNOCK.
"I got it!" the jumpy creature soared out the living room toward the door.
My attention was still on the bracelet mark. It only stung bad before it stained my fur. Now it's just there, and I wanted to know what it was meant to do.
"Claire!" I heard the demon cheer. "What an unpleasant surprise!"
Heading up front, I spotted a tall figure leaning against the door.
*insert bio image of Claire*
I was shocked. There at the entrance was another demon. This one, however, looked less...approachable. Once I came into view, she never took her eyes off me as she pulled out a file to grind her yellow teeth.
I still wonder what she was thinking about.
"Oh, Kyle," Lucy waved me over. "This is my big sister, Claire. Claire, this is my friend, Kyle."
Claire gagged violently. "What did you say? Your what?"
"He's my friend."
"Eww, do you bite father with that mouth?"
"Pleasure to meet you." I signed, offering a hand.
"He says it's a pleasure to meet you." Lucy said.
A stringy snake darted out of Claire's mouth, nipping me in the finger. "How about now?" she snickered, her serpent tongue hissing coldly as she shoved her way inside. "That was quite pleasing if you ask me."
My right arm went numb and drooped.
Lucy clapped. "Ooh, venom means she likes you!"
"Um, Looney?" Claire frowned curiously, pointing at the red ring around my wrist. "What is that?"
"It's a bracelet. The bracelet."
"This guy?"
"Yes?"
"Really," the teen dangled me by the arm. "This guy?"
"Yes."
Claire ripped my arm out from the sleeve, plopping me on the ground. Inching it toward her bared fangs, she froze to sniff it. "Something's not right."
"Not right how?" Lucy asked.
"I've smelled all types of blood before, but this is...off."
"I don't know what to tell you, but he's a tough kitty cat. It'll take a lot to torture him."
"Well, that's disappointing," Claire dropped my arm on the floor, flinging her spiky pink hair to the side. "Whatever corrodes your boat, keep the little whatchamacallit."
That hurt me deep. More than the snake bite.
I'm not a whatchamacallit, I am a THINGAMABOB!
LOL this keeps getting better and better. Now they are "married" and he doesn't know it.
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Lol, I wouldn't say married, but I will say it does allow Lucy certain privileges...
Ooh, looking good! What does the bracelet do, I wonder
Listen to her. Mr. C and the un-nameable don't take frivolous use lightly...
Lmao, Lucy is a weirdo and yet just owns it.
Truly gnar.